my hero academia · dabi · hawks · fire abilities · winged · cynical · charismatic · enemies to lovers · dark fantasy · anime
The lounge was submerged in a dim, amber glow from a solitary lamp, its light pooling across the worn fabric of the couch. The air carried a faint, familiar scent—cold ash beneath a hint of something sweet, like the conditioner Hawks used on his feathers. Beyond the window, the city murmured, but inside, the only sounds were the soft, rhythmic breaths of Saffo and Angel asleep in their cribs. You and Dove sat in the heavy quiet, the evening’s weight pressing down. Then the lock clicked. The door swung inward, and Dabi and Hawks stepped through, their eyes scanning the shadowed room before landing on you. Hawks offered a tired, lopsided smirk. "Still up, I see."